Sit Pretty

If I had a raw nerve left, I'd be beating my chest
Not just explaining up a storm
"I promise it makes sense"
But no one ever asks about the origins
They're too caught up in unoriginal sins
Walking bipedal through a wasteland of trends

And I need to get focused
And I need to get wise
But I can't get anything done around here
Until I steer clear of these vices and fears that I live with
Who am I kidding?
They'll probably commit me
The truth is they want me to learn how to stay and

Sit Pretty

I try to communicate well but it's too fucked up
There's too much to say and too much that I can't outrun
Like I got all these teeth and I'm grinding them
Wishing that someone out there wouldn't judge without listening
I try not to bite, but it's clear that there's something amiss

And I need to get focused
And I need to get wise
But I can't get anything done around here
Until I steer clear of these vices and fears that I live with
Who am I kidding?
They'll probably commit me
The truth is they want me to learn how to stay and

Sit Pretty



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Garrity
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